“I know. I think she felt bad for doing it to him. He and Hasan were some of the few who truly believed in the mission, in making the world a better place or some bullshit like that.”
“Then what happened?” I ask, hanging onto his every word like he’s reading a paranormal Nicholas Sparks novel. Only, I know this story doesn’t have a happy ending.
“I don’t know. We got blamed for her death and turned into monsters.”
“He said I look like her.”
Gilbert shrugs. “Maybe. I never saw her. I only heard about her bewitching beauty. Going on that alone, yeah, I could see how you look like her. You’re quite beautiful, Ace.”
Just like his brother, he’s blunt with his comments. “You’re only saying that because you haven’t seen any other women in the last thousand years.”
He laughs, eyes glimmering. “True, but I know what makes my cock hard, and that’syou.”
On their own accord, my eyes drop to his crotch. The bulge in his pants is obvious even in the dark.
“Though what I’m more concerned with, Ace,” He moves across the hall, stepping in front of me. One hand lands on my waist and he pushes in, pinning me against the wall. “is if you want me as much as I want you.”
My heart speeds up and I lose the battle not to reach out and touch him. I flatten my palms on his chest, feeling his heart beat beneath my fingers. He moves my hair aside and puts his mouth to my neck. His touch is different than what I felt earlier.
Patient.
Gentle.
He’s going to take his time.
And he said it himself: he’s more concerned with me being turned on.
“But I just…” I start, feeling that flush come back to my face. I was naked and under Thomas not that long ago. I’m more than ready to have a go at round two, but will Thomas care? We didn’t establish anything, because the sex happened naturally between us. Nothing needed to be established.
“I know,” he says softly.
“You don’t care?”
“Not if you don’t. Thom and I…we’re used to sharing everything. We like it. As long as it’s okay with you.” His lips brush against me as he talks. “Are you okay with it, Ace?”
“Yes,” I breathe, and feel a rush of excitement go through me. I’ve never done anything like this before. Slowly, I slide my hands down to his waist, then slip them behind his back. I’m a little nervous and hope I’m able to please him as much as I’d pleased Thomas. I urge him closer, wanting to feel every inch of him against me.
I plunge my hand inside his pants. My fingers brush over his cock, hard and thick, just like his twin. I run my hand along his inner thigh, slowly dragging my fingers back up. I cup his balls and he trails kisses along my collarbone.
Suddenly, he grabs my wrists in his hands and brings them over my head. His gentle kisses turn rough, and the boyish charm has vanished from his face. I stand there, ass pressed into the wall, body on fire. I need him to touch me.
But the moment his skilled fingers go into my pants, a long and harrowing scream comes from the porch.
14
“Stay here.” Gilbert’s fangs show as he snarls, going into protective mode. He jerks away, leaving me against the wall. I blink and push off, going after him.
“No, you stay here. I’m a cop, remember. You can’t be—”
Another scream, high-pitched and feminine, reverberates off the house, followed by someone yelling “There’s something on the roof!” and a clamoring of footsteps on the porch.
“Seen,” I finish, knowing it’s too late. Gilbert hasn’t been seen, but someone else has. I grab my gun and throw back the front door. “Hey!” I yell at two running teenagers and jump down the steps. The cobblestone is cold under my bare feet. “Stop before I call the police!”
The girl slows, but her male partner in crime keeps going. He steals a glance back at me and notices the gun in my hand. “Faster!” he shouts to the girl, and I roll my eyes. You can’t outrun bullets, idiot. And he’s running in a straight line down the driveway, which is their only option unless they want to take a chance in the tangle of trees and weeds that line the property. I’m pretty sure there’s a broken fence in there somewhere, which will definitely slow them down.
Hasan flies overhead, high enough to be just a shadow in the dark. The girl drops down, screaming.
“That thing is back! Jared, stop!”
